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- I became close friends with the new girl at the media job I had in my 20s.
- We became so close that she started sleeping on my couch, and I helped her get my dream job.
- When she left the company, we stopped talking and I felt used.
When I was in my early 20s, I worked a great media job, and I thought I had it made. I was proud I could afford to live in London — even if it meant renting a room in an eight-person house share at the edge of the city.
My job required little of me. It mostly involved writing about restaurants I'd never eaten at and could never afford to visit. Then we hired a new girl.